Sunday Snog – No Boys Allowed

Here’s a saucy snippet from my story, No Boys Allowed, which appears in the House of Erotica mini-anthology of the same name. It contains three of my sexy Sapphic tales.

But then, she thought, would that be such a bad thing? It wasn’t a crime to be attracted to a flatmate, was it? And the only way she’d find out if Kacey felt the same was if she said—or did—something.
She didn’t get the chance. The questions and thoughts were still whirring through her head when Kacey shuffled along the sofa towards her and put a hand on her knee.
“Look, I wouldn’t normally be this forward, but hey, I’ve had a couple of glasses of wine. Plus I want to get this over with so whatever the outcome is, we can get on with our lives. I like you—have done since I met you—and I’m just wondering… if you feel the same?”
Leigh snorted. She couldn’t help it. She’d been so busy psyching herself up to make a move on Kacey that it simply hadn’t occurred to her that the reverse was also happening. “I was just going to say something rather similar myself.”
Kacey’s eyes widened. “Seriously? I was convinced you were going to tell me to get lost. But I just knew that if I didn’t ask, I’d never know. But now it seems that I would have known, because if I hadn’t asked, you’d have asked me. Oh, you know what I mean! Come here.”
Now the two of them knew their feelings were reciprocated, the awkwardness dissipated. Leigh moved into Kacey’s open arms, and wrapped her own around the other girl. There were mere millimetres between their faces. They stared at one another for a few seconds, tension sizzling below the surface. Leigh watched as Kacey’s lips curved into a devilish smile, then she bit her lip, as though trying to behave.
Leigh smiled back, and the spell was broken. Good behaviour was no longer an option. They both moved to close the gap between them. Leigh closed her eyes and pulled in a breath through her nostrils as their lips touched. There was a faint taste of lip balm. Cherry, or strawberry perhaps, she wasn’t sure. She quickly stopped caring as their kiss deepened, and she slid her tongue into the moist warmth of Kacey’s mouth. She sought the other girl’s tongue, and they tangled together, battling for dominance. There was give and take, however, and they explored one another’s mouths, tasting, tickling, teasing. It was delicious; soft, warm, and unbelievably erotic. A groan issued from deep in her throat.
Then Kacey sucked Leigh’s bottom lip into her mouth. The dampness between her thighs increased, and the throbbing of her clit intensified. She moved her hands around to Kacey’s front and cupped her breasts, kneading the soft flesh and smiling as she felt the other girl’s nipples stiffen beneath her palms. She pinched them, and smiled when Kacey made an indignant noise—all without breaking their kiss.
Moving one hand up behind Kacey’s neck and tangling it into her hair, Leigh pulled the brunette more tightly to her. Their kissing grew more frenzied, urgent; tongues dancing and caressing one another, breathing increasingly erratic, bodies pressing together. Leigh’s heart pounded, and the pulse in her throat raced. The soft warmth of the other girl’s mouth against her own was sending her into a blissful pre-orgasmic meltdown.
Suddenly Kacey pulled back, heaving a sigh. “Phew.” She grinned. “What’s say we take this into my room?”